"what's going on in that pretty head of yours?" i ask.
and he looks at me.
blankly.
this is when i knew our last moment was due soon.
you were distant, acting as if we didn't exist; like the six months we had shared were gone.
and then it was.
there were signs.
i was angry at you; yet so in love.
it felt like i hated you, but i loved you more.
the day you called me beautiful.
"you're the most beautiful person i've ever laid eyes on."
to the day you broke me to absolute pieces.
"if i'm being honest, i don't think we work."
when he lets go of my hand, i felt my eyes water.
a tear doesn't fall until you walk away from me.
i fall onto the concrete on the way home.
cars stop, asking if i'm okay.
i couldn't respond, just kept crying till there were no tears left.
i curled up in a ball on the same spot you broke everything in me.
the same place we stood everyday as i walked you home from school.
everyday.
and i'm still reliving the moment you were mine, to the day you were never going to be mine again.
you consumed my mind when we were together, almost two years ago.
and you consume my mind, when we said our final goodbyes.
everyday.
